A while back, I wrote a headline that is my favorite thing of all time: Matt Hughes Was Hit By Train. It was obviously true, but for some dumb reason that is only makes sense in my dumb head, I find it to be hilarious. Don’t get me wrong, I laugh at my own jokes all the time, but that one is extra great.
Underlying that (hilarious) headline was the sad fact that Matt Hughes, world class hero fighter, was hit by a train. Dude was in a coma*, which isn’t a good thing.
Then, Dr. Pat Miletich came forward and said he expected Hughes to make a full recovery. He was mocked, as my sources informed me that his license to practice medicine had been revoked months prior, but credit where credit’s due: he was right.
Matt Hughes is healthy as fuck. AS. FUCK. He’s out of the hospital, which is a huge step. That’s the kinda thing that is a mega milestone for those whose brain shut down. It’s something the entire family would celebrate. Your mother would send Emails to everyone, including that one aunt she doesn’t like but knows you do. There’d be cake and beer and a silly banner hanging saying WELCOME HOME and you’d see it as you walk through the door with a walker and everyone would yell, “SURPRISE!” Your family would be thrilled at this progress. You’d be thrilled. And you can be darn sure Matt Hughes would take it.
Then I see the tough mother fucker is rolling.
Yes, really. The former champion of the world isn’t just OK, he’s OK enough that he can fucking train.
I’m not a coma* expert but this seems like the craziest thing of all time, crazier than that last crazy thing, and a little light of good news shining through the fog of hell that America has become. Good for you, Matt Hughes, good for you.
By the way, check out his Twitter. There’s nothing there about the accident or anything, but it’s actually kinda neat. He’s a dyed in the wool Southern Illinois Republican, for those who are easily triggered, but a lot of his stuff seems to be nice photos of his daughter, and dumb retweets – mostly, it is him. It isn’t an account run by a bot or whatever, it’s just Hughes being Hughes.
Come on! That’s one step removed from your aunt Emailing you about cats.
*Can people in comas get cancer? I’ve been asking this question all over the place and am serious. This has nothing to do with Hughes.
